Even so, it doesn't change Xiang Anning's good impression of Si Ankang.
Looking at Si Ankang's pale complexion, Xiang Anning's heart tightened.
"Has your illness not improved at all over these years?" Xiang Anning asked while looking at Si Ankang's face.
Si Ankang frowned slightly. "I'm really not your little brother, but indeed I've been unwell since I was young, and there's never been any sign of improvement! Even if the doctors haven't explicitly said it, I know I don't have much time left!"
Upon hearing this, Xiang Anning felt a sting in her nose!
She suddenly grasped Si Ankang's hand and personally took his pulse.
Unfortunately, leaving the island was too rushed that day, and some special medicinal herbs weren't brought out; otherwise, they could have helped Si Ankang!
Si Ankang's pulse was very weak! And quite erratic; this was truly troubling!
